When a good friend dies, most people are in shock. Its the normal thing to be in. When i found out my good friend Hugh died, the one guy who could always make me smile and the one guy who was never sad, i was in shock of course but i also hope hed be happy up in heaven. I cried for days. I felt like it wasnt his time to go. I didnt want to leave him, i didnt even get to say goodbye. This whole experience lead me to believe life isnt gonna be what WE want it to be, its what we get dealt with if that makes sense. God isnt just gonna let us do whatever we want, he has our lives planned out and what is supposed to happen, happens. I saw him the night before he died. He was his normal every day Hugh, awesome as ever. I never thought id have to deal with one of my closest friends dying. EVER. And i hope none of you have to deal with it either. Its been a good three weeks or so since it happened, almost a month on the 15th but you cant help but wonder what hes doing right now. Probably dancing or something, im sure hes found some girls... lol. i loved him soo much! I always talk to him as weird as that sounds. I know hes listening so i guess thats not weird. Im sure hes happy so many people went to his visitation and funeral. He was well known and loved. Im done getting mad at people and im never gonna take advantage of my friends and family. This whole thing changed me. You arent promised tomorrow. You all should know that so here's the deal man, live life to the fullest. Thats what our good friend Hugh would do.